I took a ton of pictures, so see the gallery at the bottom of the page for the whole enchilada.
Feeling pretty exhausted after my day off in Québec. I walked who-knows-how-may miles, at least ten, up and down the hilly, frequently stair-y old city. I need to spend my next day off actually off.
I had a great time exploring the city. I managed to not ride my bike at all. I got up at 8 and walked over to the mall for some coffee. After that I took the bus into Old Québec which was easy. There was a time in my life when public transit seemed daunting but I guess NYC has emboldened me.
I spent the next several hours wandering around the city. The citadel, the funiculair, the Hotel Frontenac, Plains of Abraham, Vieux-Port. Around 1pm I started to get pretty hungry. I had read online about something called a ‘tourtiere quebecoise’ – a ´Québec meat pie. But damned if I could find any place that served them. I finally gave up and had something at a cafe called Buffet du Antiquite or something like that. The atmosphere was better than the food, and this is true for almost every place I ate in Québec province. I had a beer with lunch.
I felt very sleepy after such a big meal. I dozed on a park bench for about 30 minutes. Then I got up and wandered around… more sightseeing until around 6:30 I stoped into the Hotel Frontenac’s bar, the St. Laurent, for a vodka martini. Reminded me a bit of the Waldorf in NYC, except a better view.
The martini put me in a strange mood, and I had a lot of stuff on my mind as I watched the fortifications at dusk. A harmonica player was doing a sad french number. I took the bus back home, thoroughly satisfied with the day.
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